A/N: I love this chapter for the way that Draco is acting in the beginning. It went in a different direction then I planned and I think that it's becoming an actual story and not just smut stuff... I hope you all don't mind that. I will say that there will be lots of continued smut of course, just with a story too. I like fluffy so there will be fluffiness. You have been warned :)

Chapter 7: Picnic by the Lake

Harry was just finishing up lunch when Draco and Pansy entered. Draco looked over at him with a small glare and Pansy looked over as well and rolled her eyes, but not about Harry, about Draco. Harry smiled gratefully at her and returned to his lunch, no longer hungry. He pushed the food around and sighed before he stood up and left the Great Hall. He felt eyes on him and he was pretty sure Draco was not finished glaring at him. He didn't know what had happened between Potions and lunch considering he had basically accepted his apology. Maybe that was the problem, he thought. He hadn't said 'I forgive you' and that is what he was glaring at him about. Well, he was going to fix that. Harry grinned as he pulled out some parchment and wrote a quick note to Draco. He sent it off and continued on his way to History of Magic, a bit of a skip in his step.

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Draco pushed his food around as he glared daggers over at the back of Hermione's head. He seemed to be mimicking Hermione in a mocking way and Pansy simply stared at him, shaking her head.

"Draco, I'm going to tell you one more time, there is nothing going on with Granger and Potter. They are only friends and will only be friends," she told him in a tone that sounded like this wasn't this first time she had said this to him.

"Pansy, you saw them just as much as I did. There is something going on between them. I know it," Draco insisted.

"Draco, they are best friends! She is with Weasley and not Potter. As far as I can tell, Potter is into you and only you!" she responded in a heated voice.

"You're wrong, I just know it. Of course, nothing ever good happens to me and if it does, it doesn't last long. Such is my luck," Draco complained miserably.

"You've got a note," Pansy commented.

Draco looked down and saw a folded up piece of parchment in front of his plate. He stared at it for a moment before a smile spread across his face. He picked it up and opened it, scanning it over quickly. Then his smile faded and he frowned. He sighed before tossing it at Pansy. "He probably just wants to tell me that the thing between us meant nothing and it's just a fluke, an experiment," he muttered sadly.

Pansy rolled her eyes as she picked up the note. Meet me by the lake for dinner tonight. "I'm going to punch you in the face if you don't stop being emo. It's really pitiful."

Draco looked up at her affronted. "Well, sorry! It's not my fault that you opened your big, fat mouth and made me get mad at him. He is going to tell me it's over, I just know it," he said once again before he stood up and walked out of the Great Hall.

"How old are we again?" Pansy muttered as she too got up and left the Great Hall.

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Harry walked down to the lake with a basket filled with food and a blanket later that day. The elves had put together some food for Harry without much persuasion. He grinned as he set up the blanket and set the food out. He glanced at his watch and stood. He cast some minor protection spells around the area so that if people came down to the lake they would only get so far before they forgot why they were there and turn around to go back to the castle. He also cast a silencing charm around them so that they would not be heard.

He saw Draco making his way down the hill towards the lake and lifted the confusion spell until Draco was within the range. He put it back up and smiled at him. Draco gave him a small smile, but nothing else. Harry bit his lip in worry.

"I hope you're hungry," Harry commented as he gestured to the basket and blanket.

Draco shrugged and made no movement to sit down. "Let's just get this over with," he muttered.

"Get what over with?" Harry questioned in confusion.

"I saw you with Granger. I get it," Draco replied.

Harry scrunched his eyebrows up, perplexed. "You've seen me with Hermione many times, what's so different about this time?"

"I saw you kiss her. You were just experimenting, right?" Draco asked looking up at him with guarded eyes.

Harry started to laugh. "Malfoy, you crack me up! Hermione is my best friend. I kissed her head, if I'm assuming you saw us before lunch. She was assuring ME that I didn't mess things up with you. Wow, you are funny," he said with a chuckle.

Draco narrowed his gaze at him and crossed his arms angrily. "I do not appreciate you laughing at me Potter. I know what I saw! There is far more between you two then you are saying!" he exclaimed.

Harry started laughing even more, bending over while clutching his stomach. "You're jealous?" he asked as he recovered some and stood up.

Draco scoffed. "I am most definitely not jealous. Please." He waved off Harry's question.

Harry grinned as he stepped towards him. "You are jealous. I never realized that once you get a taste of me, you can't get enough," he teased.

This time it was Draco's turn to laugh. "Now you crack me up, Potter. Can't get enough, that's funny."

Harry glared at him and crossed his arms. "Fine, if you're not jealous and don't want to continue this, then why did you come down here?" he demanded.

Draco returned his glare. "I came down here to tell you that I don't appreciate you kissing on someone else," he replied angrily.

"For the last time, I did not kiss Hermione except for on her forehead. You would think that I shoved my tongue down her throat in your presence with the way you're talking. And I will add that, that is just wrong. I have never thought of Hermione like that," Harry said in exasperation.

"You just keep telling yourself that. I know what I saw," Draco replied with conviction.

"Let me demonstrate for you. Will you allow that?" Harry questioned.

Draco nodded and waited. Harry walked over and leaned up, kissing him on the head. Draco closed his eyes at the kiss, but it didn't feel too personal. "Sign of affection for a friend or loved one, which is what Hermione is," Harry explained.

Then he cupped Draco's face in his hands, ran his thumb over his lips which earned a flutter of eyes before he leaned up and pressed his lips firmly on Draco's. His tongue slipped out and moved across his lips, asking for entrance. Draco opened his mouth and allowed Harry to venture inside. He met Harry's tongue with his own and felt his heart begin to race. Harry tilted his head to the side and increased the intensity of the kiss. He felt Draco's hands wrap around his waist, pulling him closer to him. Their bodies pressed against each other. They continued snogging for several minutes before Harry broke the kiss, breathing heavily.

"Now that is what I call a kiss between two people who are extremely attracted to each other and might even want to continue seeing each other. Do you see the difference?" Harry explained.

Draco shook his head and pulled Harry even closer to him. "I don't think I quite see the difference. I need more evidence before I can make a sure decision," Draco muttered before he pressed his lips onto Harry's one more time. Harry chuckled as he looped his arms around his neck and pressed his body harder against Draco's. He felt Draco pushing against him so he started to take steps back towards the blanket. Once they stepped onto the blanket, Harry broke away from the kiss and knelt down onto the blanket. He looked up at Draco, whose chest was heaving and his lips were very pink, with questioning eyes. They stared at each other for several moments, unsure of what to do.

Harry started to open his mouth to say something, but Draco shook his head and knelt down in front of him. Harry shifted uncomfortably under Draco's gaze. He didn't know what to do with his hands so they hung at his sides uselessly. Draco reached out and took one of Harry's hands before moving closer to him. Harry gulped nervously, realizing that Draco had control now and he was pretty sure he was going to like it. He let go of Harry's hand and placed his own on his sides, beneath his shirt. Harry felt a chill go up his spine as Draco ran his thumb against his sides. Harry took a deep breath and lifted his arms. Draco's eyes widened and he gulped as he fingered the hem of Harry's shirt. He took a deep breath before he gathered up Harry's shirt and pulled it off over his head. He tossed it to the side before looking back at his chest. He stared at his chest as he reached out and started to run a finger over the scars that covered Harry's chest. He knew that each one had a story and he was pretty sure that a few were from him or from his former Death Eater mates.

Harry reached up and grabbed his hand. Draco looked up at him with a haunted expression, but Harry merely shook his head and gave him a sincere smile. Draco smiled gratefully and then wrapped his arms around him again, pulling him against him once again. Despite the scars, Harry's chest was very toned and definitely appealing to him. Another thing that he had imagined and been shown that the real thing was much better.

He ran his hands up Harry's back where he could feel the muscles tense and move beneath his fingertips. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss against Harry's shoulder and then neck and then jaw line. He rested his cheek against Harry's and kissed his earlobe before whispering, "You have no idea how long I have wanted you." He heard Harry take a sharp intake of breath before he pulled back and looked at him.

Harry's eyes were wide with surprise at Draco's confession. He was about to respond, but Draco cut him off with a firmly planted kiss. The heat that sparked between them, completely distracted Harry from whatever it was that he was going to say. Draco ran his hands up his back and slid his fingers into Harry's surprisingly soft hair. Harry let out a small moan against the touch and felt his hips buck against Draco's.

Harry leaned back, pulling Draco with him. Draco now rested on top of Harry, their groins pressed together with one of Harry's legs between Draco's. This was by far more than either had expected.

Draco left Harry's lips and started making a path down his chest. Harry arched his back as Draco's hand brushed against his arousal. Draco grinned slyly before he 'accidentally' brushed his hand against Harry once again. Harry let out a pitiful groan and bucked his hips once again. He could feel how hard Draco was against his thigh. He tried to reach for his shirt, but Draco moved out of his reach with a chuckle. Harry growled in frustration. Draco laughed harder and then made his way back up to Harry's face. Harry was playfully glaring at him.

"Problem?" Draco asked with a smirk.

"Yeah, you're overdressed and driving me crazy," Harry replied with his own smirk.

"Ah, so the tables have turned," Draco teased.

Harry narrowed his gaze. "Shut up," he muttered before he pulled Draco down into a heated kiss. Draco let out his unmanly squeak as Harry slipped his hands beneath his shirt and started pulling it up over his head. Harry and Draco kissed each other like they were one another's lifeline.

Harry reached for Draco's buckle, but stopped when he felt him tense above him. Draco leaned back from him with an uncomfortable look. He bit his lip and looked away. Harry propped himself up on his elbows and looked at him in concern.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I just, I'm not sure," Draco replied.

Harry looked at him in confusion as he grabbed his shirt and slipped it on. Clearly they were done. "I'm sorry. I thought it would be okay," Harry muttered nervously.

Draco turned to look at him and shook his head. He leaned over and kissed him gently. "It's fine. Let's just, can we just talk? You went to all this trouble to get food from the elves I'm sure and we shouldn't waste it," he assured him.

Harry glanced at the food and smiled slightly. He reached for Draco's shirt and handed it to him. He frowned as he watched him put it on. Draco caught the frown and smiled at him. He kissed him one more time before he sat down next to him and took a peek into the basket. Harry sighed quietly before he joined Draco. He hoped that Draco might explain what happened, but for now he was going to just enjoy spending time with him in any way that he could.